Tuesday, June 30, 2009
On Thursday 11th June we drove up from Leeds to Ripon, via Pool Bank and a beautiful village called Leathley. The scenery from Pool Bank was intoxicatingly beautiful to my greenery-starved antipodean eyes. We crossed the river Wharfe and carried on up, bypassing Harrogate, through the fields and along the winding roads until we reached Ripon on market day. Carried on through North Stainley, to West Tanfield, which I remember as a serene village that we used to visit in the evenings during our summer camping visits to nearby Sleningford Watermill. As you can see from the pictures, it is still as beautiful as ever, though the calm of the village is now marred by the constant thundering of large trucks trough the place. We had a look round the old churchyard while waiting for the Bull Inn to open at miidday, and came across the 14th century Marmion Tower tucked away next to the river. It used to be the gatehouse to a long last mansion owned by the Parr family (who gave us one of Henry VIII's wives). Some mansion that must have been.
Had a nice lunch at the Bull, sat inside rather than out in the beer garden next to the river because the weather looked a bit iffy.And after a walk around the village seeing the donkeys, we drove down to Sleningford, which is still functioning as a campsite and canoe centre - but the day charge of five quid per visitor put us off from staying more than the minute it took to take a few snaps.
And then we went on to Fountains Abbey, but that's a whole other series of pictures ....
Tan Hill Inn bar
Lunch at Harewood.
Monday, June 29, 2009
It's like Briggate round here ... and I will be posting some of the pictures I took on my return 'home' (is it?) in June. I had my nifty new Nikon 35ti and the Leica R7 and took quite a lot of slide film ... so watch this space. I also salvaged a load of old photos and negatives from the attic of my brother's house where they have been in storage for decades. Wil be scanning and posting some of them too.
Here's a few more odd pics of my England trip, in no particular order:
Leeds from Tong.
That view again, wider angle.
Leeds from afar.
The Greyhound, Tong.
Waiting for the 274 to Cleckheaton, via Drig.
Here's another good one from under the floorboards. This must have been taken at Janet Richmond's wedding to 'Roxy Paul' Roberts in Leeds around 1980. I remember that suit very well. It was my first and best ever suit, made to measure in mohair by a bespoke tailor who worked in a little room down one of the ginnels off Briggate. We used to take our alterations to him from Huggy Bears and I got into conversation with him about the possibility of having a suit made up like Bryan Ferrys. This was the result. It cost me a lot of money in those days when I earned five quid a day working at Huggy Bears on Saturday.
To the left are my co-workers Janet Wilkinson and Tracey Radford. I always enjoyed a good gossip with Tracey - she was from Wortley and on the same wavelength as me. I kept in touch and used to pop in and see her at her travel agency after I moved away from Leeds.
Just thought I'd post this as a tribute to my good friend JB, who died of cancer this year. This is how I remember him.
(These are scans of some old negatives I dug out of the attic on my last visit to the UK.)